Hearing this, Roger frowned slightly. He wanted to say something more, but he happened to meet
someone coming to propose a toast. In the blink of an eye, Cassandra had arrived at the door of the
hall, leaving only a red back to Roger.
When Cassandra came out of the hotel, a black Bentley car came quietly. Cassandra quickly got into
the car and leaned against the back seat. "Go to the police station in West City District."
In the front row, Caden felt that he saw public display of affection. He swallowed and said weakly, "Are
you going to pick up boss?"
Cassandra supported the car window with one hand and said in a lazy and hoarse voice, "Yes, the
women who don't pick up their loved ones are all scums."
Hearing this, Caden was speechless.
He felt that his chest hurts.
He knew that he shouldn't ask that.
Jealousy made him lose his face!
After a long time, Caden finally breathed a sigh of relief and said helplessly, "Well, should we inform
boss in advance? What if he has left by the time we arrive? Isn't it a waste of time for us to come
here?"
Cassandra slightly opened her eyes and said, "No. I've asked Carlos. They will stay long time. I'll bring
them some night snack."
The corners of Caden's mouth twitched and felt that he didn't need to ask.
At the police station of West City District.
There was a dead silence in Arthur's office.
With a cigarette in his mouth, Arthur frowned. He pressed his throbbing temples with his slender
fingers, and the orderly operation of the lines in his mind seemed to be on strike and stopped.
It was not until the end of the cigarette that he came back to his senses. He pressed the cigarette end
and took a few deep breaths. In a somewhat bitter tone, he said, Tthat is to say, this driver is likely to
be related to the case that year, and he is a key witness..."
Arthur's eyes were bloodshot. He paused and looked at Martin in disbelief, squeezing out, "You have
been staring at this line for a long time. You haven't alerted the enemy, and now this line is screwed up
by me again. That's what you mean, right?"
Originally, Luka suddenly allowed him to review the case of underage adultery and murder in the past.
He just felt that he was lucky. Coupled with a series of cases, Luka might have realized that this case
involved the case that had caused a sensation throughout the country, but it was still hanging up.
Now it seemed that someone was deliberately guiding him to investigate that case.
Martin looked at Arthur and said, "You're right, but we're not the staff of the police station. No matter
how capable we are, we can't find the original scroll. Lenny has an unforgettable ability since he was a
child, so I just said it to Luka. I didn't expect that he would agree you to retrieve the original scroll."
Putting his hands in his hair, Arthur smiled bitterly, "You didn't expect that Lenny and I would notice the
driver and send someone to investigate him, right?"
Martin didn't say anything. Apparently, Bettina had already alerted the "enemy". In order to destroy the
evidence, the enemy chose to kill him to keep his mouth shut.
Eugene's death was already a warning. But they didn't expect a second person to die.
After a while, Arthur let go of his hand and leaned back slightly. His back was against the cold chair. He
looked at Martin with a tired face and said, "By the way, I heard that the man you sent to Dragon City is
called... Greyson, right? Has he been killed?"
Hearing this, Martin raised his head and said coldly, "Yes. It seems that you are more well-informed
than I expected."
Arthur rubbed his eyebrows, his bloodshot eyes staring at Martin. "Mr. Martin, I know there must be
some news I don't know. If you really trust me, please don't hide it from me anymore. I don't want
anyone to sacrifice innocently for this case. Even if they are guilty, no one can decide their life or
death."
"Bang!"
A sudden noise came from outside the office.
"Who is it?"
Arthur stood up from his chair and hurried to the door of the office. He opened the door with one hand,
and the anger on his face instantly turned into astonishment.
Cassandra stood at the door, with coffee and snacks scattered all over the ground. Her back tightened
into a straight line, and her eyes turned red from eyelids to eyeballs. She stared at Martin without
blinking and said word by word, "What were you talking about just now? Master Greyson... What's
wrong with master Greyson?"
A few days ago, she kept asking Martin about Greyson's whereabouts. For some reason, she didn't
feel well these days. Martin only said that Greyson was still on a business trip and couldn't come back
for the time being.
She didn't expect that Greyson would never come back. Sometimes, a goodbye was a lifetime.
Martin stood up from the chair and walked to the door. He held Cassandra's cold and piercing hand
with one hand and pulled her into his arms. Cassandra's pupils shrank slightly, and there was an
unprecedented loss in her eyes. A moment later, she heard a man's deep and hoarse voice above her
head.
Martin kissed her gently on the head and said, "I'm sorry, Cassandra. I shouldn't have hidden it from
you. When Greyson was on a mission in Dragon City... he was killed."
Cassandra's body suddenly froze, as if she had been hit by a thunder. Her mind was burning, and her
chest seemed to have been rubbed into pieces. The pain was not very strong, but it gently rolled past
her heart, and even her breath was a little sluggish.
Clenching her fists, Cassandra asked, "What did you say?"
Martin tightened his arms, as if he was going to strangle Cassandra into his bones. He was afraid that
Cassandra would disappear from his arms the next second, and his voice sounded somewhat
unpredictable desolate.
Martin said, "Greyson is gone. Don't worry. I will avenge him. No matter who hurt him, I need him to die
with him."
Cassandra had never thought that after her rebirth, those who could have escaped the disaster in her
previous life would suddenly leave after her rebirth.
In her previous life, although Greyson lived a miserable life and was always bullied and looked down
upon by others of the V Security team, at least he was alive. What was more meaningful than living in
this world?
Cassandra raised her head, with no anger or other emotions in her empty eyes. She looked at Martin
and said, "Master Greyson is gone. No matter who hurt him, I want... there is no burial place for that
person!"
Martin lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Okay."
At this time, Arthur didn't know what to say.
He just thought in his mind, 'Can you look at me now?'
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